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I Never Diet
by: Rhy

I never diet
i don't buy it
if you want me to eat it
fry it
i eat chips and chocolate
cause i love every inch of the fat
what you think bout that
what i eat i use
i don't abuse
this mortal toil
my confidance you can't spoil
i'm no foil
i metabolize
instead of scrutinize
don't worry bout my waist line
that's why i stay so fine
it's mind over matter
not just chatter
it's the truth i act aloof
when they try to show me proof
that i need to improve myself
i have my own problems
i just make them myself
and then i solve them
but nobody tells me when or why
i take the mote from my own eye
i can see clearly
even when i'm dearly payin
for the words that i'm sayin
at least they're mine
even when i'm cryin
leapin from the pot to the fryin pan
i use my own hand
my karma's my own
i'll reap what i've sown
pay the price when i'm grown
bear the weight all alone
never going to be a slave
diggin my own grave
for the advertising industry
your fakeness injures me
no one tells me how to look
Glamor, Cosmo, Flair all crooks
tryin to tell me low self-image
it's a battle a scrimmage
sell me poison to fix myself
i leave that noise on the shelf
make my purchases with stelth
it's a consumers world
that's bullshit
makin me hurl
how you buyin it
i don't believe
there's any kind of need
to eat anything that bleeds
but that's to follow the light
not encourage low fat or light
i make my choices right
sometimes what i wear is tight
sometimes i'm a fright
and when i don't care
i don't comb my hair
and when i do
it's not cause i'm tryin to look better than you
it's just a thing we do
i love to stare in the mirror
cause my reflection makes me shiver
little bit of weight protects me
my bones and organs don't reject me
cause i give em padding
not dieting or fadding
i take care of me
and i'm going to be fine
you'll see.

©2002 Rhy. Reprinted with Permission.

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